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Tsunamis Not Waves

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1.
Tsunamis 02:03
Tsunamis not waves She who misbehaves Move calmly she braves You want me I paraphrase You wronged me always Hate grew on me, I raise I breakthrough, my blaze I do not sit like an itty bitty small I stand tall Ocean wide I fall The town saw the call all in all I didn’t come to brawl But to decimate and appall I hit no wall Who is she to be above all I come bringing a flaw Dropped jaw Long pause A song unsoft Like a hot saw I am not default Not true not false Now god falls I bring you hatred seismic I do not hide it Miles thick Ein nicht What my size is Weiss nicht I cut ties with To rise with Eyes which Devised lit What I did I deny it A seafarer dies with Nein sich Weint zich
2.
Waves 02:51
Have you ever thought to have a thought Or not You got A stain on your shirt A stain from your hurt Bullet in the brain, stain plain Sit back in the dirt What are you worth I’m salty not of this earth I am noble yet you are inert I see you lurk I smirk I watch how you work Go berserk Do something like a quirk You just a clerk To your own life And you irk Me like a housewife Why do you hide Is there nothing inside Those walls you climb in time are denied I do not pity the divide Between your brain and your mind Lie down in a riptide You’re not tongue tied Wide eyed You don’t speak you abide The voice within you died You might make a fucking wave if you tried Climb out of the walls Take a martyr’s falls Efface your planted protocols Within you a storm calls The stain on your shirt is blood red Bullet in your head You pulled the trigger, now you’re dead What was it you said Dread life, dread life instead Jacket made of lead Through and through yet it spread Love thy neighbor you bled The storybook you shred Is yours and you pled For a dictionary instead Every word you misread Walk circles in bed Dreaming of how close you tread To another psych med The heart of you fled A thought left unfed A life far ahead Make a wave in a puddle in the rain Dip a toe, bullet in the brain Dare jump or stay plain You like the fit of your chain Your reservoir goes down the drain Make waves Jane Go against the whole grain Bullet in the brain There is no pain Your thought hazed from a gas main It’s a beautiful day for butane How do you stay sane You’ve got a stain, a blood stain plain Make a wave, no more mundane Scream like they can’t restrain Choose violence don’t entertain Get on a train Get on a plane Your life wrapped in cellophane Novocaine Do not remain
3.
The New 03:24
Comin in like fuck you You’re who's I’m who This lose lose for you Talk shit, hit snooze too What for, more like what it do What’s in store, well I’m something new Settling the score ain’t kind to you Don’t know who the fuck you’re talking to Try me I’m one of the few Metal jacket I’m through and through You’re a faggot that I see is see-through I’m a fucker tried and true This is a beat to go deaf to I hear some shit you should redo I was raised in my south They didn’t like my mouth I never had no doubt I’d get out They didn’t let me like a shout My cage Took a page From my rage My name is for no stage Ain’t come here to be played I’m fucking you with what I made With what I say I don’t play You’re in the way I’m called something for someday And it’s coming soon Get your fat lady autotune You’re off beat, hit the locker room I’m a fucking poet in bloom Bold of you to assume I need just a spoon Full of sugar when I’m so ill Spat out every pill Cause I’m immune Take a seat in my classroom 2 + 2 = four But a thing or two is a bit more And the score Is zero sum And what I’ve become Has a barbed tongue And every rung I climbed was unsung But you’re definitely deaf and dumb Your words ain’t never stung Add up to any sum So I bring you a rule of thumb Shut the fuck up with your mindless scum I’m the new Marilyn Manson Taking bullshit ransom Your words are random Femme Eminem Ever heard of him I got speed but he has a need To use words that like a seed Can grow after they bleed My words homicidal, I buried the lead You’re a weed I’m a fucking wildflower indeed You just force-feed What I foresee As a sore need To take your seat I’m a fucker elite I'd like to see your fucking time sheet Coming in with hatred seismic No ones gonna like it No ones gonna buy it But ain’t this a nice mix Need a side kick Ich eine nicht I’ma fix Define my picks You can cry like a bitch Go die in a ditch I’m dark as pitch I’m dark I embark On eviscerating the mark Don’t walk in the park I don’t swim with I drown a shark It’s your head; I’m the monarch And that’s your head start Queen blackheart You can take my fucking shopping cart I’m the new I’m the new Incoming I hit something I’m a bitch gunning You’re just nothing I’m new Screaming fuck you You’re asking who But I am what Keep your fucking mouth shut
4.
Quake 02:44
Quake Quake See it quake Hands shake Ima make The break Can I take The cake Wake Wake Make the break The ground couldn’t take Crack and a sound Is there anyone around To hear me go down Scrape the sky so tall The big buildings fall Is that all There is? I saw Women and children bawl Drop a jaw Drop the ball I am one call Away from the fault Lines are meant for eyes cobalt This is your fault You crossed the line Hit the asphalt You are mine Wounds of salt Du bist klein I am the shoreline You cannot confine Ocean wide Go inside and hide You are safe I lied Behold the wide-eyed You’ll find No sound mind Behind The undefined Let me remind I redefined You refined By baptizing humankind With thoughts of nevermind So taste the salt I am not of the earth You werent worth A rebirth You are inert I came I saw I hurt You will not convert My words dirt But I have grit and I subvert You missed the alert Oh pity the introvert Who does not assert Or overexert What are your words But mocking birds Wise men I am three thirds Kinging if you fuckers haven’t heard They stirred Hear ye hear ye faces of the herd You are absurd I would have preferred Going toward The unexplored But I came and was ignored From the gas main where I’m stored I don’t need a fucking billboard to record Oh herd oh hoard Love David’s secret chord Was 1 3 5 you’re a waste of vocal cord Get back on board I conquer I roared All hell is restored I make tsunamis cause you bore You break because you know nothing more What’s a shore If not a line, a door To the other side of something more
5.
You know what I’ma fuck your brain I’m insane Take a seat You’re in for a treat Have you heard Anything like this beat 6 genre charter I’m a martyr For killing the elite Fucker of the arts you can’t compete A few hours and this song was complete You drag your fuckin feet You try to fuckin cheat Who’s the figure that wrote your speech Where can they be reached I could teach Them how to preach I don’t practice I unleash I do not come in peace You have no mouth just got a piece Ceasefire will cease Gang banging screaming fuck the police That’s your release Ok it repeats Oh but you’re from the streets You ain’t make your own beats Triplets you never heard of these I write my signature in threes To me a breeze I got two degrees Neither for music but no guarantees I won’t need to show you the abcs I’ll sing you a song all day long But I can’t teach you good from wrong Next part ima show you I’m smart You don’t know the name of this part Ima climb the chart And have a heart to heart You have famous words to impart But fucker have you heard of art What sets you apart From SoundCloud rapper at Walmart The future is dark The future is future and he’s a shark Like Tiga and face tattoo from a trailer park What they leave behind will be question mark Mark my words again, my remark Lil wayne missed that one even on guard Is fucktard On today’s bingo card You’re a star so you’re starred On broken dream boulevard You’ll leave us scarred You didn’t go to Juliard But it wasn’t that hard To win a shiny award Again screams the hoard Shitforbrains know who to gravitate toward 1-3-5 is a is a chord But you can only afford Top 10 billboard Everyone gets aboard What if you were ignored Would it be you or the people who adored Are you popular for being so Or is there something I don’t know Because you’re garbage but why though Why are you famous for a shitshow The more followers the further you go So what do you owe When people can’t say no Unless in unison so now you’re still pro They love garbage because it’s easy to swallow Yeah I get played on the radio But I won’t be famous tomorrow I don’t fit in with a garbage portfolio I hear out Jean-Jacques Rousseau You make art and humanity takes a blow
6.
Blonde I never did blondes But fallen I had beyond It took a first smile to grow fond I love you but don’t respond Trying to forget Her hair when it was wet I will admit I used to sit Up at night and you fit Girl sweet girl my own A butterfly that had just outgrown I had rambled she hadn’t flown She was a sunbeam I’d never known Trying to forget Her hair when it was wet I will admit I used to sit Up at night and you fit You’re the siren in my bath What are the words you laugh Don’t get caught in the aftermath A wildflower off the beaten path Trying to forget Her hair when it was wet I will admit I used to sit Up at night and you fit
7.
Boss Lady 02:22
She throws you under the bus On the way to discuss Change and you’re the plus In that you’re superfluous Causing a fuss Why you gotta fuckin cuss She’ll hear you out once For one of your stunts She didn’t come here for runts Or to lose money you cunts She’s the boss she never fronts She hunts She fucks your wife for months If it’s her hoop everyone jumps She demotes everyone she dumps At work in those fuck me pumps 33 boss is she The key to success is to have the key And to stab anyone to get it free No no, call her no nurse It’s doctor, bitch and there’s your hearse Fucked up the very first verse Boss bitch gonna boss at your every loss Take your tears to the fucking Red Cross She’s on top at no coin toss There is no tolerance for your thoughts She calls the headshots High road more like Robert frost She took the road double crossed Have kids, have friends? Fuck that shit, no loose ends She never pretends That time she spends Fucking over barbie’s kens Isn’t worth the Benz The 50’s would not have been her style No one has ever seen her smile 100th is her percentile Doesn’t know your name, it’s Kyle Kyle go fuck of for a while She is not versatile Fuck out of the way in single file Her checking account is on her dating profile No she will not have a fucking child What a fucking waste of wild She’s a bitch deluxe Never needed daddy war for bucks She fucks Whoever she wants With nonchalance Goodbye is her response
8.
Bloodstain 02:48
I’m coming through your tv to tell you the I’m coming through the flattest fucking screen You can’t wean Off of its so krispy clean God damn beautiful machine Anyway I say what I mean And look Does your child know a book You’re fucking mistook We devolve we do not find good We do not find personhood I am a villain misunderstood Because I found what should Have been left in a tree But I took a bite and now I’m free And now I’m on tv To sing you a song by me That says fuck you all; there is no we And that’s the key You stand out the second you flee People are not good on the inside God lied God died When I became open eyed I am god now you never replied You sighed Tongue tied You ran from the tide You are a gun And what’s fun Is you don’t know what you’ve done People die off one by one They go on tv and pretend we can’t run I am a freak on a streak and a spree All guns pointed at me Who is she, who is she I am a tsunami to be I broke free I don’t need a gun I am done with having to run For bullets when you have none No I am the weapon hun In their guns there are blanks In our banks There go tanks In mindless murder there are ranks Walk the line or walk the planks Hear ye hear ye many thanks You don’t make waves You give me hunger pangs I’m a tsunami for what I sang A staff is where my freak flag hangs You are a dog and when a bell rang You said bang Bang bang bang Are you Abel to raise Cain Can you explain The bullet in your brain They all have blanks but not you Jane Oof that puts it plain Your weapon is the enemy and you’re the one slain Who gave you the gun and a chain You don’t make waves you’re a bloodstain The gun was given to you to entertain I saw the dark not the light Evil is defining what’s right You are an empty gun in a gunfight I am one to ignite
9.
Run Run run Child run There’s a gun In the fun Of zero sum Give me some I am numb I am a drug I am a god You are not what, but does not I am dream and lost the thought I am not what I seem, I was caught You can deem black, the kettle plus pot I am black, a gunshot Caught with red hands, bloodshot You are a gun I am one spot I took the bullets out they’re in my hand You are a gun, am I what you planned? I am the conqueror of the wasteland I am what you cannot understand
10.
Girl Scout 03:01
I was never in a gang The only bang I ever knew was when I went out I was a Girl Scout I don’t do slang I’m too old, can’t hang A second phone never rang I went to church and sang All the lords people said god dang I was a doctor not like Dre but what can I say My bank Would not like to thank A bitch for being frank Now my car won’t crank I’m drawing a blank On how to crank That Soulja boi when I have no rank I want to swim in the shark tank They said I’m on drugs What the fuck I just have ear plugs I’m not even cool enough How y’all get away with this stuff When my tests are negative and your name is puff I’ve never known a handcuff But I do play dirty; I do play rough Fuck with crazy and call my bluff But no a bitch ain’t tough I don’t have a rap name yet Lil girl the best I can get Lookin like alanis morriesstte At starbucks with her fuckin pet Broke Bitch Brunette Homeowner’s association’s biggest threat Crazy spice from the videocassette Jessica ain’t really it Girl Scout might fit Gang? More like a bit Motorcycle wearing this shit Tattooed so maybe mosh pit I admit I’m not tight knit I can’t commit A bitch got anxiety, so quit Cool it Don’t just shoot it I refuse it Ima lose it Pussy money weed yes I agree Rap often speaks to me But I ain’t never stood on the street Shown some bitch the back of my hand God damn I won’t show you my cold feet Prostitution is a fucking treat Never been on a pole Never stole Nothing just sold my soul Never shot at someone on patrol I just been on birth control But now I’m gay And I’d like to say You’re all a bit homophobic ok And I’ll call you a f----- all fucking day Again with the drugs, no I never met up and made some dough The only dough I know Is do si do That’s a fucking strain of weed I’m told I believe you but wouldn’t say sold I’m just a nerd bitch getting old My calling card is I’m on hold I’m not cool but I am bold I’ll help get a cop in a stranglehold I have substance and yes it’s controlled
11.
A.M. 02:48
Ooo alone tonight, alone tonight What are you up to would I be right To say you don’t want daylight I don’t see dawn in sight I don’t sleep til the am Days I don’t want to face them Face them Ooooo girl is gone girl is gone I don’t know what she has going on I put her in a song Is this even where I belong Oooo I don’t know I don’t know Why the clockwise can only go Too fast or too slow My calendar says I woundn’t know
12.
Sink 03:15
Brain, brain bullet in your brain It was chaos before the storm came Quiet before tame Tame in the name Of going sane Bullet, bullet in the brain I remain The wave could take me away but I don’t see the light of day and I say what’s gonna make or break and so today I make the wave and save myself cause I outbrave I am unalike There is a spike Richter scale ain’t have me right I’m a nine Like lives Like pain scale All hail My word knives Nine knives Who is alive Fear me I thrive Countdown from five I writhe, I drive Into the ground not a sound Bat to the bee hive She eyed Sie wein I’m mine Leave behind Let me remind This is not in kind Explosion girl in time Pyrophoric no sound mind I’m a drug that scares you blind Tattooed girl with the gun Never won Blank ink Tickled pink Circles around you like a skating rink Don’t you blink I never win but I’ll see that you sink Quake, hands shake, make or break A wave for your sake You drown on shore I would no more Speak of the whore In my bath I hear her laugh She’s a siren you’re a holograph Fucking daft Is this your final draft Beauty in the aftermath You won’t be dying alone that’s a fact Bullet in to your brain to distract From a disaster that’s naturally backed I am not human I am blacked Out like suicide attacked You don’t need a suicide pact I scare you because I am not exact Who am I? well who do you reenact This is all an act You are the disease you contract I’m the new, I’m the new Who am I? I am who Knives in the eyes at you The bullet went right through Not much to go into I need no gun like you do I black out like a tattoo Gun to my head, you won’t shoot There’s one bullet absolute It’s for you and your dying root Your heart says execute Your head says dilute I ate the forbidden fruit You people are not astute I put you on mute I shot into the air Laughed like I don’t care I do dare The truth is you wear From the conditions out there I am a dune you are a chair My gun is used as a spare I don’t make waves you can bare I am a tsunami coming midair
13.
Ruin 02:48
I don’t check my bank my account That shit seems like the wrong amount This is an open and close case In that savings no longer saves face I did not brace Myself for a chase Not like the bank but the race To get last place While getting a face Full of fucking mace No no I was never a nurse It’s doctor bitch, and there’s your hearse It just got worse Not like a stolen purse Social security card curse Who am I in the verse I only have words But not verbs My music disturbs I am kicked to curbs I do this because I have to purge I am on the verge Of a new life to submerge I cannot merge New with old and resurge I don’t have the same urge I am older I am bolder I smolder but I am a cold shoulder Ruin is in the eyes of the beholder I would have never made waves Drowning in that phase What’s the phrase Ain’t there a trail to blaze White girls can’t rap Well I am now so how’s that I’m tired of falling into a trap Not like a hi hat But like who am I in this act No who are you to ask I will wear no mask I am not cast To be the last laugh I’m past that There’s a a gap at My feet and I rap Over a beat I made with this cheap Scratch sheet But I keep It going because Life will not defeat And I never hit delete My song is never complete But take a seat And meet The girl who rambles the street And is obsolete They say freak Well I’m on a streak And I cannot speak For the weak I would have never made waves Drowning in that phase What’s the phrase Ain’t there a trail to blaze So I come to you now as a new me This is not who I’d thought I’d be I think this is better though; I am free There is no longer we I do what I do because It suits what I once knew To be tried and true I am not who Who are you Not how but what do you do This is a poem you can see through Eyes are not a window No my songs have been though I let under my skin show It’s been a bit of a shit show But my answer is no I would not go Back though I would have never made waves Drowning in that phase What’s the phrase Ain’t there a trail to blaze

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